#fuck turkey

[honey-whiskey-666]

So there is another war going on in syria, turkey is sending isis rebels to claim kurdish territories...

let's see how many of you "free palestine" and "free ukraine" people are gonna post about this..

oh wait, yeah none.. because you dont care unless the aggressor is russia or israel.. so its fine, your hypocrisy annoys me

[equalhealerr]

Ham > Turkey any day

[megabiglesbion]

I’m a bitch when it comes to lunch meat preferences.

[crazyintheeast]

That’s kind of bad comparison since Turkey is one of the most horrifying countries in history and every bit as bad as any other colonial power be they the French or British or whatever with a long long history of atrocities , apartheid , slavery and general crimes against humanity . In fact in some ways even worse since they still deny their atrocities and you can outright go to jail for just mentioning the Armenian genocide . And yes they just recently launched military action against Armenia yet again . Anyway bottom line transphobic people are cool everyday people . Turkey is an abomination composed of imperialism and atrocities

I’m going to Constantinople, that shit better not be Istanbul

[cometmedalchavez]

KFC are NOT doing turkey instead of chicken during Christmas despite people’s demands - I just fell to my knees in a Walmart and thanked God for the fucking day

[thundersoothers]

John Price who does whatever his wife wants 🫡🫡 MA’AM YES MA’AM!!

I think he’s a lover for real and is a sucker for his wife like whatever she wants he will do or he will get. Calls her “The Missus” and “The Wife” but will never call you “the ball and chain” and frowns at people who call their wives that

He’s all “my wife this” and “my wife that” blah blah blah I love my wife yes my wife my wife my wife

And when you come home with a dog at 2AM drunk as fuck sobbing over it because you found it on the street and it’s so cute and little and you’re like “pleaseeeee please baby it’s so cute I know you said no pets, but pleaseeee!” he’s like oh my fucking god, fine. Yes you can have the dog

And he’s the type to say I don’t want the dog, it’s yours not mine, but then you come home after work and he’s training it how to protect you, and also he says no dogs in the bed and then he will cuddle the dog to sleep while you have to big spoon him

I love this man I wanna be his wife

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[asaltyarchon]

Whoever made this, may your pillows always be fluffed and cool and may you never hit a red light as long as you live.

I haven’t laughed this hard in a long mf time.

[credit to liffeh on twitter!]

[spockeye-fierce]

Oh FUCK Turkey! For so very many reasons.

What happened in turkey

Turkey- US NATO ally, extradition treaty having, Turkey- is now hosting Hamas leadership. This is the same Hamas leadership that kidnapped and murdered hundreds of random Israelis and foreigners, and currently refuses to surrender the 101 hostages- including American citizens- their people are torturing in Gaza.

Fucking unacceptable. US citizens, call your reps and tell them now is the time to bring the hostages home.

[twinknote]

i fear that every time i see the turkey today i’m gonna think “soooo… is anyone gonna fuck that thing orrrr”

[deansbeer]

quick lil thanksgiving SOLDIER BOY drabble 🍁

YAP SESH! there might be a few mistakes from how fast i was typing this while eating lol & some warnings i might've missed. so, do let me know if you see any <3

WARNING(S)! smut | oral sex (f!receiving) | strong language | table sex | pure filth | overstimulation | DOM!BEN | unprotected sex (stay safe out there yall) | ben throwing his F bombs. ୨ৎ EIGHTEEN PLUS! ADULT CONTENT | minors do NOT interact.

୨ৎ JENSEN'S LIBRARY.

thanksgiving with ben was quiet, just the way he liked it. no family, no friends, no bullshit—just his girl and a bottle of bourbon on the table. he'd insisted on a small dinner, something simple, and you were happy to oblige. but as you're sitting across from him, laughing softly at one of his sarcastic remarks, you notice the way his gaze lingers on you a little too long, a little too hungry.

"what?" you ask, raising a brow, still mid-bite of your food.

he smirks, leaning back in his chair, his thick arms crossed over his chest. "just thinkin' how fuckin' pretty you look tonight. sittin' there in that little dress like you didn't know what was gonna happen."

you roll your eyes, but your heart skips a beat. "ben, it's thanksgiving. can't we just get through dinner for once without you—"

before you can finish, he's already on his feet, rounding the table. you barely have time to react before he grabs you, his large hands sliding under your thighs to lift you out of your chair.

"jesus christ, ben!" you gasp, laughing breathlessly as he sets you down on the dining table, plates clattering as he pushes them aside without a care.

"what?" he mocks you, his voice low, rough, and full of that cocky charm. "can't help it, doll. you're sittin' there lookin' like dessert." his hands are already sliding up your thighs, pushing the hem of your dress higher and higher until it's bunched around your waist.

"ben, the food—"

"fuck the food." his grip tightens as he yanks your panties down your legs and tosses them over his shoulder. "this is what i'm thankful for."

before you can argue, his mouth is on you, hot and wet as his tongue drags through your folds. you suck in a sharp breath, your hands flying to his hair, tugging at it as he buries his face between your thighs. he groans against you, the vibrations making your toes curl as he sucks on your clit, his beard scratching deliciously against your sensitive skin.

"goddamn," he mutters, pulling back just long enough to look up at you, his lips glistening. "you taste s'fuckin' good, baby."

you whimper, your head falling back as his tongue dives back in, licking and teasing until your legs are shaking around his head. but then he growls, low and frustrated, pulling away abruptly.

"fuck this," he mutters, standing up and fumbling with his belt. "these fuckin' pants—" he tugs them down impatiently, his cock springing free, thick and hard and already leaking.

"ben—" you start, but he's already lining himself up, grabbing your hips and pulling you to the edge of the table.

"you got somethin' t'say, sweetheart?" he taunts, his smirk widening as he thrusts into you in one smooth stroke, filling you completely. your gasp turns into a moan, your nails digging into his arms as he sets a bruising pace.

"fuck—you feel so good," he groans, his hands gripping your hips so tight you're sure they'll be bruises tomorrow morning. "been thinkin' about this all fuckin' day. you, laid out like this, takin' me so fuckin' well.”

you're a hot mess beneath him, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room alongside your moans. his thrusts are quick, steady, relentless, leaving you no room to catch your breath as he fucks you hard and deep.

"ben—fuck—too much—" you whimper, trying to push at his hips, but he grabs your wrists, pinning them above your head with one hand.

"nah, baby," he growls, leaning down to press his forehead against yours. "you can take it, like the good girl you are. i know you can."

his free hand slides between your bodies, his thumb finding your clit and rubbing tight circles that send you spiraling. you cry out, your back arching off the table as your orgasm crashes over you, your walls clenching around him.

"that's it," he groans, his pace faltering as he chases his own release. "fuckin' love watchin' you fall apart f'me."

he thrusts into you one last time, burying himself deep as he comes, his groan low and guttural. for a moment, the only sound in the room is your ragged breathing as he rests his forehead against yours, his grip on your wrists loosening.

"happy fuckin' thanksgiving, babydoll," he mutters, a lazy grin spreading across his face as he kisses you, slow and full of love for you.

you laugh breathlessly, shaking your head. "you're unbelievable."

"yeah," he smirks, pulling out of you and stepping back, "but you love me."

and as you lay there, still trembling from the intensity of it all, you can't exactly argue with that.

[coffee-mage-sans-caffeine]

So this morning I woke up ready to make the monster turkey in my fridge. I said to myself 'uuuuugh spatchcocking the turkey is so much work, I'm not going to bother this year.'

Then I went to my recipe box and pulled out the card for the really excellent turkey I made last year. It was an experiment and it turned out so good that I wrote down what I'd done after a couple glasses of wine and put it in the recipe box.

And reader, the first line of the directions. I read myself for filth.

[Image description: A small white recipe card on a grey background. Written on the recipe card in black handwriting is "Directions: Butterfly/Spatchcock the fucking turkey (Remember why you lazy fool). Rub Butter all over turkey, including under skin. Zest orange into Zataar. Drizzle the fucking bird in pomegranate molasses on rack over pan. Rub it in like lotion or whatever. All over. Pat zataar/orange blend all over. Cut orange in half, put under neck skin. Put OJ+Water in pan. Bake that bitch. (Watch pan keep wet) Gravy: Skim fat, use to cook flour (roux). Deglaze pan. Put juice in roux. Add Stock to get Consistency of Gravy. Devour."] First line. I can't stop laughing. Every time I glance at the card, I scream laugh hysterically.

[honey-whiskey-666]

where are all those people that were pretending to care about hospitals, getting bombed?

ROJAVA (NE Syria) and Erbil are getting bombed by Turkey and Iran ...

WHERE THE FUCK IS THE MEDIA??

WHY IS EVERYONE SILENT??

Kurds and other minorities are getting BOMBED and KILLED by TURKEY AND IRAN

why isnt this trending here??? why arent people on the streets?? why is the whole fucking world silent and blind when it comes to the kurds?? because the aggressor is not Israel?!?!

why is nobody posting "I stand with the kurds" or "free kurdistan"???

turkey is bombing hospitals, schools, homes etc FOR YEARS and no one fucking cares..

HYPOCRISY AT ITS FINEST

[big-low-t]

Yusuf Dikec, 51 year old Olympic shooter and silver medal winner for Turkey. No special gear, no fancy outfit, no fucks given!

[flashlight-sticker]

If you need any reasoning for WHY I think Antonio is “just good”, I would like you to take a look at this picture:

So, thank me that I didn’t put him even lower.

P.S.: THERE IS A TAG LIMIT???

[formulanni]

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

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[ghoulgeists]

a pigeon and a dove